Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It me, that it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room full of your posters and your man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I'd write you you would write back,
See I'm just you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a of your name across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans",
This will be the package I ever send your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You me to drive?
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
That's how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I hope you sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And here's an for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of you
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling
To your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will make me not want us to meet each
I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy
I this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!